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chapter-028		chapter-028			.txt	text/plain	4630	214	75	As to Rosine, the portresson whom, every half-hour, devolved the fearful duty of fetching pupils out of the very heart of one or other of the divisions to take their music-lessons in the oratory, the great or little saloon, the salle--manger, or some other piano-stationshe would, upon her second or third attempt, frequently become almost tongue-tied from excess of consternationa sentiment inspired by the unspeakable looks levelled at her through a pair of dart-dealing spectacles. "Mademoiselle," said she, "I would not for a five-franc piece go into that classe again just now: Monsieur's lunettes are really terrible; and here is a commissionaire come with a message from the Athne. My answer commenced uncompromisingly: "Monsieur," I said, "je veux l'impossible, des choses inoues;" and thinking it best not to mince matters, but to administer the "douche" with decision, in a low but quick voice, I delivered the Athenian message, floridly exaggerating its urgency.	./cache/chapter-028.txt	./txt/chapter-028.txt